06-04-2015, 11:03 AM
The man was posturing. Malik was amused. To his question he merely quirked an eyebrow. "Perhaps"
This man's recognition meant little to him. His...goals were far more subtle than merely being famous.
The woman's smirk said she understood. Indeed, from her position, even with his ostentatiously placing of her hand on him, it was clear that she was the puppet master here. A suspicion bloomed in his mind and he looked down at the still smoking body. She had responded hardly at all to the danger of the escaped fighters. There was a predatory cast to her face. And it wasn't a mere trick of the shadows.
He gave her a slight smile and nodded his head in respect. "I am pleased that you had a gallant hero to defend you from the danger."
A twist of his lips made the sarcasm clear. Oh yes. Just like Spectra. He knew what Ascendancy would think. More 'ascendant' god's out playing, testing their powers on an unsuspecting world. Purposeless. Sowing chaos.
Commotion behind him resolved into security. They took the situation in hand, making sure the dead man was no longer a threat before beginnign to haul the body away. Malik merely put his hands behind his back and watched. Whoever was in charge of security would have to explain this to his superiors. Clientele of their money and power came here to be entertained and to make connections and deals without the presence of cameras. They did NOT come here to become prey themselves. Oh yes, heads would role for this little 'accident'. He pointedly did not look at the woman, though.
The lounging man was dismissed fairly quickly. "And you are?" said the head of security as he swung his head to Malik, his face clearly resolving in the shadows. The man's demeanor had already changed by Malik's response.
"Marcus DuBois"
he said quietly.
The man looked him over with some concern. "You weren't hurt, were you sir?" A Sigma being injured in his place would necessitate far more attention then the Almaz wanted.
"I am fine. The man's bark was far worse than his bite. My friend here-"
he gestured to the lounging man on the puppet strings- "Took care of him for you."
A slight smile appeared. "A terrible accident, their getting loose."
His smile deepened. "If it was an accident."
Malik couldn't be sure with the darkness of the place but he thought he saw the man's face go cold by the end. He knew he would have to answer for today's events. He would investigate. Oh yes he would. Very likely his life was on the line. Malik smiled to himself, very much aware of those seated at the table behind him. Chaos indeed.
"Is there anything else?"
At the man's response, Malik smiled pleasantly. "Good. One last thing."
He produced a card and leaned in to speak quietly. "Don't destroy the body. Contact me tomorrow."
The question in the man's eye was answered by the deadly seriousness in Malik's.
He was no doctor. But something was off. And Marcus craved information. You never knew what could be useful.
When the man left Malik turned back to the table. "An interesting night"
he said good naturedly.
Edited by Marcus DuBois, Jun 10 2015, 10:34 AM.
This man's recognition meant little to him. His...goals were far more subtle than merely being famous.
The woman's smirk said she understood. Indeed, from her position, even with his ostentatiously placing of her hand on him, it was clear that she was the puppet master here. A suspicion bloomed in his mind and he looked down at the still smoking body. She had responded hardly at all to the danger of the escaped fighters. There was a predatory cast to her face. And it wasn't a mere trick of the shadows.
He gave her a slight smile and nodded his head in respect. "I am pleased that you had a gallant hero to defend you from the danger."
A twist of his lips made the sarcasm clear. Oh yes. Just like Spectra. He knew what Ascendancy would think. More 'ascendant' god's out playing, testing their powers on an unsuspecting world. Purposeless. Sowing chaos.
Commotion behind him resolved into security. They took the situation in hand, making sure the dead man was no longer a threat before beginnign to haul the body away. Malik merely put his hands behind his back and watched. Whoever was in charge of security would have to explain this to his superiors. Clientele of their money and power came here to be entertained and to make connections and deals without the presence of cameras. They did NOT come here to become prey themselves. Oh yes, heads would role for this little 'accident'. He pointedly did not look at the woman, though.
The lounging man was dismissed fairly quickly. "And you are?" said the head of security as he swung his head to Malik, his face clearly resolving in the shadows. The man's demeanor had already changed by Malik's response.
"Marcus DuBois"
he said quietly.
The man looked him over with some concern. "You weren't hurt, were you sir?" A Sigma being injured in his place would necessitate far more attention then the Almaz wanted.
"I am fine. The man's bark was far worse than his bite. My friend here-"
he gestured to the lounging man on the puppet strings- "Took care of him for you."
A slight smile appeared. "A terrible accident, their getting loose."
His smile deepened. "If it was an accident."
Malik couldn't be sure with the darkness of the place but he thought he saw the man's face go cold by the end. He knew he would have to answer for today's events. He would investigate. Oh yes he would. Very likely his life was on the line. Malik smiled to himself, very much aware of those seated at the table behind him. Chaos indeed.
"Is there anything else?"
At the man's response, Malik smiled pleasantly. "Good. One last thing."
He produced a card and leaned in to speak quietly. "Don't destroy the body. Contact me tomorrow."
The question in the man's eye was answered by the deadly seriousness in Malik's.
He was no doctor. But something was off. And Marcus craved information. You never knew what could be useful.
When the man left Malik turned back to the table. "An interesting night"
he said good naturedly.
Edited by Marcus DuBois, Jun 10 2015, 10:34 AM.